No rhyme, no reason, just a colony of mournful machines piping their clangorous, grinding sonorisms at each other across an barren electronic landscape. This will also be some of the source material that I will process later into something…

Sudara does Pop. The vocals/piano are rough as heck, but better early than never. Amazing Drum love from Glu. Backup vox from Marlena Koppendorfer.

>But it was worth it...

...And she picks them for him.

It may sound like something written by a 15 year old. But that's because I was 15 when I wrote it. I've written other stuff, but I haven't recorded it. Oh well, here's this then.

Something I came up with while screwing around with a delay.

A loving ballad for loving lovers everywhere of all sexy ages.